The Executed Sage Reincarnates as a Lich and Begins a War of Aggression

"Kuhahahahahaha! Demon King, let me teach you true fear!

Diela's voice echoes from afar.

I was in a pretty good mood and was about to dance out now.

I can tell you that I enjoy this situation.

When I heard a high laugh, I shook my head small.

I can't breathe a sigh.

(Not that I know which one is the Demon King)

I mourn all over my chest, but I don't neglect my perimeter vigilance.

Keep covert magic activated as well.

This is a training ground.

However, objects imitating buildings are disturbed around the area.

Until earlier, they are colored boundaries.

It was reproducing a pseudo-urban area by arranging it in proper placement.

I roam such places.

Hold an iron cannon in your hand and remain alert to the onslaught of tanks.

When I asked why I was doing this, I was in battle with Diela right now.

Specifically, he stands around to defeat her and Henry's onboard tank.

Initially I was in a tank too.

Where multiple people maneuvered, they operated alone by magic interference.

However, there was no performance aspect due to lack of fairness.

Because this time it also checks the performance of the tank.

Therefore, I was concerned about normal operation.

But Diela has unfortunately demonstrated the power of the previous Demon King since the beginning.

When he flew the chain of light early in the beginning, he restrained this tank and fired the rays of the cannon.

As a result, my tank was devastated.

Having escaped on a piece of paper, this is how I am forced to walk.

Unlike me, Diela was meant to have fun.

I guess I've set it up without weighing myself down because I didn't even have a decision that I shouldn't use my abilities.

I would ask you to speak your limits, but it is suspicious if you will tell her that.

Henry, who was supposed to be on board, had no sign of stopping either.

I guess he enjoys this situation with him too.

It was a troubled pair.

(It's an annoying story...)

He said he was just going to watch the game, but it turned out to be an unexpected development.

I'm just not willing to abstain.

Throw it out on the way, and grievances will fly from the other two.

I myself felt like I didn't want to do that.

If you're going to fight anyway, let's win.

Outside downtown, we also watch for deliveries.

I can't look very different.

(Time to set it up)

I am aware of one-handed artillery.

This type is triple-firing and has a high power of one shot.

It's an easy way to reload.

Instead, the range is shorter than normal.

If used, it was necessary to approach the other person.

I produce a magic sword in the other hand.

Very brittle, would be equivalent to glass in terms of durability.

But the sharpness is impeccable.

Even if it breaks, it just reactivates.

The overall user-friendliness was excellent.

I'm not going to use a very powerful technique this time.

Keep it under common sense.

Ignoring it there becomes just a sorcery fight.

There's no weapon performance check or anything.

Armed, I moved out of the shadow of the building into the street.

One tank emerges far ahead, not between.

From there I heard Diela.

"Ho. I'm not impressed by the grandeur. You noticed that?

"It wouldn't be funny to repeat all the ambushes. I was just trying to win a short showdown."

I respond loudly with sorcery.

Then Diela raised her voice, even happily.

"Oh! You know what I mean! That's the modern demon king."

The tank's cannon swirls and sets a target here.

It is sandwiched between the left and right sides of the building, and there is no shield above the straight line.

It was a suitable terrain for shelling.

'I won't hesitate. The Lord will give his full strength!

Magic gathers in the tank's shell.

No additions or subtractions have been made.

Looks like he's trying to use the same power as he did in action.

"Yuku!

Shortly afterwards, tanks carried out shelling.

Make sure to scrape the ground. The rays are imminent.

I was about to be wiped out during the blink.

But if you know it's coming, you can deal with it.

By gazing at the rays, I identify the exact orbit.

And flashed the magic sword.

A torn ray of light wears the left and right buildings.

The damaged junction of the surgical ceremony sparked and gradually vanished from the edge.

The Magic Sword, which cut off the rays, scatters with the high sound of the armor.

Still brittle.

Let's just say I've done enough of my part.

When I generated a new magic sword, I began walking.

Running in a straight line toward the tank.

"It's not the same sword moves! Don't leave your common sense behind."

Diela comes in a series of shelling with joy.

I double-crossed the rays that were shot in one after another.

Or flush the blades together.

Each time the surrounding buildings collapsed.

Had it not been a dispute by the junction, the aftermath would have been troublesome.

(Keep approaching between swords)

The artillery is also effective at close range.

You'll just get shelled even if you're away.

Even considering the mobility of both sides, the distance should still be packed.

(... hmm?

As I run past the rays, I perceive a different sign from Diela.

That was suppressed killing to the extreme.

It blends into its surroundings so much that it is not supposed to notice.

It was excellent covert.

(- Up there?)

I wield a magic sword at the same time as I understand the position of my opponent.

The tip of the sword cut off the flying arrow.

My head will be plundered.

Shifting his gaze, he discovered Henry standing on the building.

He holds his bow with a big laugh.

"Hah! That's the Admiral! You've noticed."

Henry shoots arrows in a row.

That's a terrible amount of precision, even though it's quite a distance.

I defended myself with a sword.

My arm is paralyzed, despite the shock being shed.

Still, I won't stop my legs, I won't stop approaching the tank.

I just tried the artillery strike back here and it didn't do much good.

It's completely off range.

Henry jumped off the building and kicked the wall.

He jumps to me as he rotates.

The ecstatic face was approaching.

"Olah!"

Henry comes down with a bow.

I take it with my magic sword and bounce back even more.

Henry let go of the thrust in the motion.

As always, he has unprovoked physical abilities.

"It's been a long time since we've been together. Let's have some fun, huh?

"... on your own"

We meet in an exchange of words.

In the meantime, the rays were still flying.

The damage done to Henry is also negligible, and I am not reluctant to do so.

This was a premise shelling to deal with.

Me and Henry repeat the offense at high speed.

It's a battle that won't pull a single step from each other.

There are more fine scratches all over my body.

It was completely beyond the realm of simulated combat.

"Whoa, it's dangerous."

Henry avoiding light creates a slight gap.

It actually almost seemed like a gap, but I wouldn't miss it.

Releasing the magic sword and grabbing his collar, he threw it away before he was resisted.

In doing so, he deliberately separates his arms.

"Oh, Admiral -"

The voice of protest flies to the other side in an instant.

Henry, who crashed into the building, pierced it as it was and collapsed the building in the back as well.

A regular person would die instantly, but Henry is unusually sturdy.

At this level, the bones should not be broken either.

He must be back soon.

Having made a righteous arm out of temper, I resume walking in the light.

"Yeah, break through our collaboration too! What strength!

Diela's voice included surprises.

They were going to knock me out in the current phase.

Sure, the attack between the two was fierce, but it was a predictable operation.

It wasn't enough to fall into a predicament.

With that in mind, a chain of light grew from the surface of the tank.

A total of about thirty bottles are ejected simultaneously.

Everything was after me.

(That would be just too much......)

While I am frightened by Diela's will, I raise my sword speed to respond.

A chain of played light crashed into the building, drilling a big hole.

The surrounding buildings keep collapsing.

At that time, the tank shows a strange magic reaction.

A mixture of scales and crusts seeps out on the surface, and they cover the tank like armor.

It was undoubtedly Diela's ability.

I guess I interfered with the tank with my own magic.

Diela has no magical knowledge.

That phenomenon also seems to have been achieved through intuitive manipulation.

He was still a genius.

The name of the previous demon king is not Dada.

"Modern Demon King! That's not the end of your lord! I'll take the power of the final weapon...

To match the winning Diela's voice, the shelling is unleashed.

I try to reciprocate with a magic sword, interrupt.

The rays were tens of times more destructive than earlier.

I'm a little reluctant to do anything with a magic sword.

I activated my physical strengthening and accelerated in a crawling position.

While his head is scratched by light, he is immune from direct blows to his entire body.

You don't even have to die instantly.

Immortals are rarely fatally wounded.

The momentum forced me to dive under the cannon.

Now you will no longer be attacked by tanks.

As I turn to the side of the tank, I am exposed to slaughter by the Magic Sword.

In an instant the scales and crust peeled off.

Pushing the cannon there, he fires two shots in a row as he sheds his magic.

Then the tank raised the smoke and stopped.

The power engines were damaged and dysfunctional.

I have an idea of the internal structure.

So I also know where to destroy it.

Tanks can't run anymore.

That's when the top lid of the tank opened.

It was Diela who jumped out of there.

She comes out kicking and kicking at me.

"Shh, shh, shh!

I throw a magic sword.

The pattern hit Diela's forehead directly.

Having lost her posture in the air, she clashes to the ground with momentum after crossing my head.

How severe the pain was, Diela rolls around holding her forehead.

As I walked over there, I poked the cannon at him.

And ask her.

"Is this enough?

"Surrender..."

Diela, who stopped moving, sadly admits.

Looking backwards, Henry had his hands up too.

He looks very sorry.

I guess the battle earlier was indigestion.

Meanwhile, Diela gets up and stretches.

She turned her heels back with a sunny face.

"Uhm. It's a shame, but is it time to go home? I will win this time. Goodbye."

"Wait."

Retain Diela as she tries to return.

Looking back, she looked at me with anticipation.

"Bye. What if it's World War II?

"No."

I point to the tank Diela was riding in.

It was unbroken and covered in scales and crusts.

Internal damage is also significant.

It failed with oversupplied magic.

It is slight, such as where I stopped functioning.

It was not in a condition that could be fixed by repair.

"It's about tidying up the training ground and taking care of the weapons. Have them work for the tank that caused you to wreck it. Any objections?"

"... None"

Diela drops her shoulders and reflects.

The majesty of the previous demon kings there could not even feel the fine dust.